Oh, sorry. I went off a little too early there. That’s not how it goes. I’m supposed to tease the reader with a non-sequitur paragraph or two, aren’t I? Indulge in a bit of irrelevant banter, and then roll out the critical low-down. Instead I’ve swaggered up to the podium, brazen as you like, and blurted out that this abysmal collection of tenuous, far, far-below-average mini-games is quite frankly the worst thing to enter my PS2’s drive since that raw-chicken and gin incident. Oh, well. Start as you mean to go on, as they say